Mo Xie lowered his head and gently stroked the low-key, but cool long knife in his hand, his eyes showed a gleam, and a feeling of flesh and blood suddenly came to his heart, and he felt the excitement of the killing knife and a touch of urgency to kill.

Although the killing knife is not sharpened, its quality has reached the ranks of the best magic weapons, this is just a simple tempering, if the killing knife is completely opened on the day, its quality will definitely reach the ranks of spiritual weapons.

"Kill!"

Mo Xie snorted, his eyes burst out with endless killing intent, he was not as good as empty in terms of supernatural powers and realms, but fighting weapons, Mo Xie had absolute confidence, he believed that the material of no weapon could be compared to the killing knife.

Swish!

The sound of the air bursting sounded from the ink demon's body, and the physical strength erupted like a volcano that had been accumulated for a long time, along with the cultivation of the peak of qi cultivation, forming an overwhelming power, so that the three people lying on the ground couldn't feel like they were fighting against it at all.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Kong snorted coldly, his hands began to pinch, and one after another Blood Flame Lotus Flowers appeared around him, densely packed with a large area, there were more than thirty at a cursory glance, each of which was the size of a baby's head, both in terms of destructive power and size, it was much stronger than the one that injured the ink evil before.

"Go!"

The void lightly touched the void, and the Blood Flame Lotus floating beside him suddenly trembled, and then turned into a red afterimage, suddenly attacking towards the ink evil.

There was no sadness or joy in Mo Xie's heart, the whole person entered a state of battle, he saw the roaring Blood Flame Lotus, his eyes narrowed slightly, the floating footwork under his feet suddenly opened, and his body twisted open one of them in a bend that ordinary people could not complete, and the killing knife in his hand was raised, and one was split on the other Blood Flame Lotus.

Peng!

A loud explosion came from the location of the ink demon, and a large amount of dirt flew everywhere, producing an explosion with a force comparable to that of a grenade.

The floating footwork has always been in a state of opening, and every time the blood flame lotus explodes, the ink evil will dodge in advance, just like a lonely boat in the stormy waves, let the waves slap, but it can't hurt itself, although the floating footwork is a martial art created by mortals, but at this moment it exerts great power.

One by one, the killing spiritual power was poured into his feet, and unconsciously, the floating footwork began to advance towards the unknown realm, but Mo Xie didn't realize it at the moment, he just subconsciously used the spiritual power.

Because he is a monk in his heart, even if he is physically strong, even if he has learned the exercises of mortals, when he encounters danger, he will subconsciously use his spiritual power, so that he will feel at ease.

Boom! Boom!

A large number of Blood Flame Lotus flowers exploded, and the footwork under the feet of the ink evil gradually detached from the original trajectory of the floating footwork, and the speed gradually increased, and the dodging explosion became more and more relaxed and chic.

Soul Thorn!

At this time, the empty eyes narrowed slightly, and the figure rushed over in an instant, the glow in his hand flashed, and a translucent dagger was held in his hand, which exuded a milky white light, with an extremely dangerous feeling.

"Danger!"

The ink evil who was still dodging the Blood Flame Lotus suddenly felt an alarm, and a strong sense of crisis entangled in his heart, making him can't help but be careful, but he was a step too late, only to see a red figure suddenly rush over from the smoke in front of him, and a dagger probed into his chest, and even the handle was submerged.

Hiss!

Mo Xie gasped, his body was like a lightning strike, and he suddenly stiffened on the spot, not a drop of blood flowed out of his body, but his soul was hit hard, and a dagger was inserted into the heart of the soul, which actually cut off the connection between the soul and the body.

Immediately after that, the only few remaining Blood Flame Lotus Flowers on the field suddenly bombarded his body, and the scorching and furious power suddenly penetrated into his internal organs, and the whole person was swept away dozens of meters and hit several big trees, before stopping.

Airplanes!

"Ink Evil" struggled to stand up, his hands tightly grasped the handle of the dagger, his arm suddenly forced, not as bloody as he imagined, the dagger inserted in the heart was pulled out like this, and a visible hole appeared on the heart very conspicuously.

The originally full soul was like a deflated balloon, gradually shrinking, and the expression of the ink evil also withered, and bursts of emptiness kept coming to his mind.

"Soul Root!"

Mo Xie raised his hand to block the empty position, trying to slow down the speed of soul dissipation, but it didn't have half an effect, and then he gave up this naïve idea, and then noticed the killing root in the heart, and suddenly had a life-saving idea, but I don't know if it's easy to use or not.

The imprint of the spirit root style of the heart was naturally formed after he fused the killing spirit root, and he didn't understand what it was used for after studying it for a long time, so he gave up the idea of studying it, and regarded this brand as something similar to a tattoo.

But what happened today made Mo Xie suddenly shift his attention to the spiritual root brand again, and he reluctantly mobilized the only remaining soul power and poured into the spiritual root brand, and he only tried it one last time to see if there could be a miracle.

Airplanes!

With the influx of a large amount of soul power, the spirit root brand suddenly bloomed with a ray of light, and a one-person-tall blood-red spirit root phantom appeared behind the ink evil, and a large amount of light was released on the spirit root phantom, slowly entering the soul of the ink evil.

"Ahh

Mo Xie suddenly groaned, the whole person shuddered, his eyes narrowed slightly, he looked like an addict, the soul that was originally weak and shrunk to the extreme began to gradually become full, and the hole in the heart position was also repaired.

"It's so cool!"

Mo Xie only felt that his whole soul was captured by this feeling of eating the marrow and knowing the taste, and after experiencing it once, it was like experiencing it a second time, which was different from Papapa, this feeling penetrated deep into the soul and made people want to stop.

At the same time, in the Killing Realm at the location of the Flesh Dantian, the killing shadow wandering in it gradually became illusory, exuding a touch of transparent power and floating out of the Killing Realm, entering the soul of the ink evil, becoming the nourishment of the soul, and it was empty inside, it can be said that the Killing Realm was so empty for the first time in history.

Swish!

After running out of fuel, the spirit root phantom gradually dissipated, turning into a blood-red mark and returning to the heart, and the soul of the ink evil was also completely repaired, although it did not return to its previous state, but it can be regarded as stabilizing the injury, as long as he kills enough monks, his soul can be restored, and can even be used to strengthen the soul.

He sat up from the ground in a flash, the dagger on his chest had disappeared, and the flesh and blood of the wound were wriggling, and in the blink of an eye, the injury was gone.

"It is worthy of being the Tianjiao of the Afterlife Sect, there are enough means, and it is poisonous enough!"

The ink evil praised the air, a series of attacks, revealing the killing machine everywhere, although the ink evil was already very vigilant, but still hit, this also proved how strong the air power is, how rich the combat experience is.

"I didn't expect this blow to kill you!"

The empty body was wrapped with blood flames, and the true dragon phantom floated behind him, unusually domineering, he watched the ink evil stand up again, his expression was no longer as hateful and hideous as before, it was the first time he faced such a strong and difficult opponent, although this person had repeatedly played and humiliated himself before, but he had to admit that the strength of the ink evil had made the air have a trace of admiration.

"Again?"

"Come again!"

The two asked and answered, very tacitly, if it weren't for the dispute on the altar that brought the relationship between the two to the point of life and death, maybe the two would become friends.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Mo Xie and Kong moved at the same time, their speed formed a sonic boom, and the speed was exerted to the extreme, and the sound of afterimages and collisions resounded throughout the entire place of sacrifice to the spirit, making the three people watching the battle feel frustration and horror in their hearts, among which Ye Long and Chen Chu felt the most profound.

The two of them have been with Sora for the longest time, almost inseparable, completing tasks together, living together, and becoming the most eye-catching Tianjiao of the Afterlife Sect together, although they know that Sora's strength is much stronger than them, but they never thought that there could be such a big gap, he alone can completely crush the two of them, and a faint sense of loss lingers in their hearts.